I grew up scared of being ripped away from my parents from dfs. Because my parents were drug attics who bounced us kids from place to place. Horrible child hood. Won't even go in to detail because I don't want to break down. It sucks to be neglected.... just saying. I'm 20 now...

sat on me, punched me, kicked me, they called me names and at the end they said it was just a joke I cried my self to sleep every night..my parents called me names too then in the morning they would not remember I was the kid In elementary who always had a smile in there face...

Double meanings describe my early childhood. In third person.
Such unearthly eerie piping and a rhythmic pumping underneath. My mother tore up the music book, nut I would not suspect until years later. Wobbly seat, black bench. Someone, tighten her screws. The old Grey...

poor some of my first memories was sleeping in the front seat of a car drifting from town to town until we ran out of gas whatever town that we were in would be our new home. living in trashed out trailer were durning the winter my parents would turn the stoves for heat and...

When i was 7, my mum n dad broke up. my mum started drinking, and left me to look after my little brother and sister, clean the house and cook all the meals. i had no life of my own, i didn't interact with other kids my age, i never went to school etc. i also had really bad...

That's when my mother's husband,father of my younger sister and imprisoned for close to a decade, joined our household. They were married shortly before his incarceration and months before my sister's birth,but 1 year me did not know this at the time.One day I woke up to a...

and physical abuse by my sister. My mom passed away to leukemia when I was 3 and my sister stood in place for her ever since. One of my earliest memories was being pinched by my sister til I bled because I accidentally let a plastic chair fall over while my brother in law, her...